Stuck In His Heart

At the ticket check-in counter, Richie took his briefcase from her hand, slightly lowered his head and leaned his face towards Consuela. "Now I give you a chance to compensate."

Now that his face was so close to hers, she didn't have to guess what he was planning in his mind.

Consuela said, blinking her eyes. The man's skin was fair, more delicate than a woman's. She then kissed on the man's right cheek.

In his disappointment sight, she pushed the man away and said with a smile, "Hurry up. I'll wait for you to come back."

Regardless of the inspector's warning, Richie took the woman who wanted to escape into his arms. The man who put on his sunglasses when he walked out of the lounge raised his hand to gently touch her lips.

He lowered his head and imprinted a mark on her trembling lips due to her nervousness. "This is your punishment."

As soon as he finished his words, he turned around and left, leaving the woman who had been bitten on her lips dumbfounded.

The driver, who was waiting on the side of the airport, came over and said calmly, "Mrs. Richie, it's time to go back."

Consuela rolled her eyes and nodded, "okay."

That man had never told her the truth. What was the relationship between him and the woman who held his arm intimately in the morning?

He escaped from her. And she didn't dare to ask either.

In the building across the airport, an interview to Harry was being played on the LED advertising screen. It seemed to be a live broadcast.

There was no scars on his face. He was talking happily with the host, less reserved and alienated.

However, much to her surprise, the smile on his face wasn't able to hide the sadness in his eyes.

"Mrs. Richie, what's wrong?"

strange voice came from not far away. She came back to her senses and said apologetically,

it was a long way to the villa, she took out her phone and

several times, but the news about Harry was still on the headlines, even much more than

knew whether it was a made up or a piece of true news, all of which were revealing Harry's crime. They used a lot of paid supporters to smear him

didn't feel guilty for what he had suffered, but she didn't take

o'clock at night. Before Consuela was about to go to bed, she stared at the flickering phone and had no choice but to

man joked. He transmitted the message to her by satellite that was thousands of kilometers away from the

sound of electricity, accompanied by that man's chuckle, almost made her lose her grip on her mobile phone. After hearing

the flesh plants on

seemed to

and confidently, feeling that she would be

she wasn't that boring, but she curled her lips and murmured,

ask

on his cigarette and coughed. There was also faint laughter from the other end of the

said to Consuela, "That woman is my cousin's adopted sister. They have no blood relationship. I

own, not thinking of the woman's answer,

didn't pay much attention to the last sentence. She just remembered the word "cousin" and referred to

this by the cousin, Richie? What would the woman look like when she faced her brother who lived under the

quickly and began to send a message to remind the

the contrary, she received comfort

like a man with strong power. Don't worry. Have a

perfunctorily. She then put her phone on the bedside table and tucked herself in before going to

them had been from the beginning, and maybe no one could remove

the other side of the sea raised his eyebrows in disbelief when